Chapter 223 You, the Supreme Sect, have no martial ethics!

Mo Lin was a little worried because his junior sister always had the furnace blown up, but his junior uncle was not annoyed. Instead, he happily went around with Yan Qing to pick up scrap iron, and then went to prepare to build a new furnace. After the new furnace was built, he would blow it up for his junior sister. What a weird production closed loop.

Lin Du discussed the alloy ratio with Yan Qing, redesigned the formation, engraved the new formation on the embryo made by Yan Qing, and then leisurely handed it to Yan Qing for final integration.

Unfortunately, this alchemy furnace only lasted for a month before it exploded again.

Xia Tianwu broke through to the Great Perfection of Tengyun Realm a few days ago, and his control over the strange fire reached a higher level. The strange fire integrated into the alchemy was also stronger. Not only could the alchemy furnace not hold up the fire, but the fan that was usually used to control the fire could not hold up the fire either. It was already drooping with smoke as soon as it was taken out, and no air could be blown out. The alchemy furnace was overheating, and unless he used his spiritual power to control the fire, the alchemy furnace would explode sooner or later.

But a furnace of elixir sometimes needs to burn for ten days or half a month. Who can keep releasing spiritual power to watch over it?

Lin Du and Yan Qing couldn't find a better solution for the moment, so they could only lend some of the spiritual power stored in the Fu Sheng Fan to Xia Tian Wu Lian Dan.

The group of people calmly returned to their daily routine of practicing, cooking, and cultivating themselves. It was so calm that even Feng Yi found it difficult to adapt.

Feng Yi herself began to wonder if she was putting too much pressure on her child and driving him crazy.

Either explode in peace or perish in peace.

How did Feng Chao say that? If a child is quiet, he must be doing something naughty.

But not only did Lin Du not do anything naughty, he was even too quiet.

Feng Yi had never raised another child before, so she was a little worried. So during her daily teaching, she asked tentatively, "Am I giving you too much homework? If you feel stressed, you can tell me directly."

Lin Du was practicing painting at the time. He shook his head when he heard that, with a surprised expression on his face, "Why do you think so?" "No, I still think it's not enough, I can add more."

Feng Yi: ...

She looked carefully for a long time and found that the child was not lying, so she went to find the fifth senior brother in a daze.

Jiang Liang still turned his back and waited for her to speak. After entering the sect for hundreds of years, she had probably seen the face of her fifth senior brother less than a hundred times.

"I think there's something wrong with my junior sister."

She thought that her fifth senior brother would only recite the pulse case and say it was fine, but she didn't expect him to say, "I also think she's not quite right recently. She doesn't even bother me with the drug tastes too bad, and she doesn't do anything wrong when she's practicing."

Something is wrong. It is so wrong.

The little junior sister stopped making trouble, and the senior brothers and sisters were very sad, but there was no one to talk to.

It was not until Hou Cang came to get medicine that he saw the two people sighing to the sky. After listening to their conversation, he said coldly, "You are adults in your twenties, not children anymore. It's normal for you not to act like a spoiled child."

Feng Yi suddenly realized how the child had become an adult overnight.

In their eyes, Lin Du is still a tiny creature.

She said seriously, "You are in your twenties, you are just a child, it is time to act coquettishly."

"But you, you are already an adult, why are you still living with Master like a baby who has not been weaned? Isn't it weird?"

Hou Cang's brows twitched when he heard this. What kind of strange knowledge do you guys have about that little tea spirit?

He had been a slave since childhood, so he knew human nature very well. He could see through the tricks of Lin Du at a glance. He said things that went against his will, which was just a common trick to curry favor.

And there was Feng Yi. In his impression, Feng Yi was the most serious and stern person, the most intolerant. It didn't seem like Feng Yi would like Lin Du's slippery personality.

But none of this has anything to do with him.

“Is this my medicine?”

"Um."

After hearing this, Hou Cang took the medicine and turned to leave. Feng Yi took over the responsibility of the head of the sect and asked, "Where are you going? When will you be back?"

"Go to the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons and kill the evil demons."

Hou Cang said this lightly, brushed past Feng Yi, and walked out of the alchemy room. The edges of his spotless white robe were lifted by the wind, and his back was like a lonely sword.

Feng Yi: ...the person who hates to pretend the most.

The aftermath was just an episode. Jiang Liang thought, "Why don't you give Lindu a few days off? After returning from Lingtong Cliff, the child has become unusually calm. Perhaps it's because... it's the first time he sees someone from the cultivation world snatching treasures, and he always feels sympathetic."

Feng Yi nodded, "That's what I was thinking. In a few days, during the summer solstice, we will hold a festival in nine cities and let her have a good time with those kids."

Lin Du was so happy to get a day off and went down the mountain with a group of children.

They first went to eat a few bowls of cold noodles together, then went shopping after eating to find out the market situation of Lingqi Pavilion, and then went to the material shop together to purchase goods. This was their fixed procedure when entering the city.

By the time I got out of the material shop's warehouse with a bunch of materials and paid for them, the night market had already begun.

On the summer solstice, the night market in Dingjiu City not only sells a variety of vegetables, fruits and melons, but also sells a variety of fans and cool cosmetics.

Lin Du had never been interested in dressing up, but Xia Tianwu and Ni Jinxuan were extremely excited. Many businesses also set up competition stages and prize-giving activities. People were crowded together, the fragrance filled the streets, and countless fans were hung as curtains along the way. The lights were shining, and it was a magnificent sight.

"Look at that!"

The other four people looked in the direction Ni Jinxuan pointed, and saw a cold jade sunflower fan hanging in the middle. It was crystal clear and made people feel cool just by looking at it. The most important thing was that it was fire-resistant and would not be damaged by burning. It was a top-grade spiritual weapon.

The organizer is the largest magic weapon pavilion in Dingjiu City, and this top-grade spiritual weapon is the prize of today.

Lin Du and Xia Tianwu looked at each other and said, "That's fine."

Although this is a weapon for fighting, it doesn't mean that it can't be used to burn stoves.

The five people were eager to try and asked about the rules. It turned out that the path was a silk thread running horizontally above their heads. Whoever could get to the roof of the Magic Treasure Pavilion first and take the hollyhock on the roof would win the prize, and whoever fell to the ground would be eliminated.

However, you are eligible to participate if you have purchased something in this Magic Weapon Pavilion or paid a registration fee of ten spirit stones.

You may make money, but your boss will definitely not lose money.

It is impossible to buy other people's magic weapons. The Supreme Sect Master is self-reliant.

The five people looked at each other, paid the registration fee, and successfully put on the colorful silk thread hanging various fans before the gong struck.

The gong sounded, and dozens of people simultaneously used their spiritual power to jump onto the silk thread amid the crowd's cheers.

"Look! Those are the young masters from the Supreme Sect!" Someone shouted, and a large group of people came to watch.

The silk threads are soft and flexible, not stable, and can only be used to stay for a while. Five young Taoist priests with different styles and steps quickly move among the countless flower fans and vertical and horizontal silk threads, like light flying birds.

The rest of the people naturally did not want to fall behind, and they spontaneously began to intentionally block the position. Light fighting without magic weapons and killing moves was also allowed. Soon all five people were targeted.

Lin Du used the opponent's force to counter attack, Jin Xuan defeated ten opponents with her own strength, Yan Qing and Mo Lin had solid moves, and Xia Tianwu's boxing was also domineering.

The crowd below was noisy and cheering, treating it as a free viewing of a small competition between disciples of a large sect.

Even so, there were some people who wanted to rush in and grab the first prize while everyone's attention was focused on these five disciples from the major sects.

Mo Lin was the fastest and closest to the tall building, and was surrounded by many people.

Lin Du's consciousness had been paying attention to all around, and when he saw this, he shouted, "Mo Lin, hurry up!"

She flew over and kicked the man out, then raised her hand to fight ten people alone. Her body movements were chaotic and the colored rope seemed to have elasticity. The figure in green was like a colorful phantom in the air.

Seeing this, the remaining few people flew over and guarded the ends of the dozens of silk threads connecting the tall building. They couldn't control the people up there, but the remaining people had no chance of going up.

"No! You from the Supreme Sect don't have martial ethics! Four protecting one!"

Mo Lin tiptoed and met the monk who was climbing up. He grabbed the man's collar with one hand and gently helped him down the stairs. Then he dodged a palm strike from another man.

With sharp eyes, he saw a monk on the other side who was about to touch the flower. He simply flew over, stretched out his hand, and quickly circulated his spiritual power, rushing forward without caring whether there was enough time or not.

The young man had an extremely long arm span, and he snatched the flower away first. Then he quickly used the sword to gain momentum and slashed across the glazed tiles that were shining with colorful gems. He slashed some distance before finally stopping.

The bronze bell rang, and everyone stopped at the same time. Intricate light simulated by countless spiritual powers rose from the ground. Under the gorgeous night sky, a young man in a dark gold robe held the flower. His eyebrows and eyes were dark and colorful, reflecting the colorful light. He spun around and handed the flower to Xia Tianwu.

"Junior sister, I have your fan."